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i used to belive broom is made by hair

After questioning my grandfather on why he had a gold tooth, he claimed he never licked the hole in his mouth after he lost a baby tooth and it grew in that way. For the rest of my childhood I tried to abstain from licking so I would have a full mouth of golden teeth. However, I always gave in and hid in the bathroom because i thought that if noone saw it, it might still work.

I thought you have to have pointy feet like a Barbie in order to wear high heels. So at night in bed I would try to keep my feet in this position, so that I can wear high heels when I'm older.

I don't remember this, but my parents told me. When I was 2 we had a dog and apparently I thought "tail" meant "butt". I fell down and informed them: "My tail is hurting."

When I was 8 I was convinced that my eyes were going to fall out of my head. I still to this day, close my eyes and feel around for my eyeball.

When I was younger, I thought that since people's hair turned gray/white when they aged, then their skin would also lighten as well. Consequently, I thought that when I got old that my hair would turn gray and that my skin wuold become pale.

I used to believe…

untill i turned 10 i thought if i touched my belly button all my guts would come out because thats what my step dad and uncle told me then my uncle (whose only a few years older than me)would chase me around the house and try to poke my bellybutton! lol

One day, I became obsessed with the thought of what kept my eyeballs in their sockets. I was leaning over a bowl of applesauce, with my eyelids half closed (the better to keep my eyeballs in my head), when something plopped into the applesauce. I immediately shut my eyelids tight. Only after what seemed an eternity of terror did I carefully open one eye at a time (my hand cupped to catch a loose one). After I realized that neither had fallen into the applesauce, I turned to see my older brother smiling. He had tossed a small crayon into the bowl.

When I was about 6, I had a particularly vivid dream that there were cheeseburger patties (without the bread) in my knees obscured by some kind of skin fence. For a couple years I periodically had this nagging fear that there really were cheeseburger patties in my knees.

I really believed, underneath her hair, my mom had an eye in the back of her head.

When I was little I saw a man with massive stiff dreadllocks tied back in a ponytail.
I had never seen dreadlocks before and I thought he had put branches in his hair.

When I was little I heard about moles, the mammal, and became convinced that the moles on people's skin were actually the tip of burrowed mole's tails poking up. I had no clue how they got into your skin, but I became very scared of them.

When i was like 6 i used to believe that aftershave made you grow hair. me and a friend put some on our face and freaked out because we thought we saw a hair.

When I was little my mom had blonde hair and my dad had black. So, I thought everybody who had blonde hair was a girl and everybody who had black hair was a guy. Anybody who had any other hair color was an alien.

When I was 5/6, both my cousins had braces and I wanted them too. I cried when I lost a tooth as I thought they kept your teeth in and was furious at my mom, who wouldnt let me have them

I used to believe the blood in your body was just there, not going through the veins. I started believing this when I got a cut and it bled.